Gotta Go

I got a rich bitch tryna feed me salmon I was starving tryna get that cheese like a fucking famine Yeah I'm so bright, man I'm shining If you come close you'll get to fucking tannin' Yeah I know I'm hot, got these model bitches out here fucking fanning Man, I'm not used to this I got me a pop need juice with it And I gotta shooter, get loose with it If the money gotta go, gotta move with it Cause I got one chance I gotta hold bands, can't hold hands These niggas be bitches, got hoe hands I gotta get rich, can't fold, man I got hella bands, feeling presidential I'm spittin' that fire, feel elemental She cryin' her way, feelin' sentimental I cannot fall for no hoe I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta go I gotta rich bitch tryna feed me salmon I was starving tryna get that cheese like a fucking famine Yeah I'm so bright, man I'm shining If you come close you'll get to fucking tannin' Yeah I know I'm hot, got these model bitches out here fucking fanning I'm tryna f*ck up the crowd I got your bitch goin' wild She suckin' it, wipin' her mouth That boot pack way too loud I put this shit on my granny Your pockets flat like Stanley Logan my boy, my family She said I'm sweet like candy Yeah, she want a piece of me Yeah, she want some money free Yeah, these niggas can't f*ck with me DBM, the chosen one, the golden child